Ch 43 | Look what you made me do

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Ch 43 | Look what you made me do

'I didn't say I Love You to hear it back
I said it to make sure you knew'

                                                     —Pinterest

Mirae |

'My Love' it would've been weird if Jungkook called me that at the beginning of our encounter as adults. 

Now it's like a broken record, which replays the sweet moments every single day, every hour and minute. I don't think I can ever get used to the nickname without blushing to the slightest. 

I would give the world to him. Just to be with him, I would even respect the decisions he'll make for our future. I trust him too much, and I know it is the most dangerous thing but, a relationship only blossoms when you have trust. 

Trust, the key to open your heart. Love, the locket to our future —such a combination we never had. 

Both things are so scary. 

I rested my head in the front seat of Jungkook's car. We landed in South Korea a few hours ago. The immigration trespass was very busy, there were a lot of tourists and foreigners on the line. 

"Mimi, what's up with the nickname?" 

"It was given by my little brother, he didn't know how to pronounce my name when he was little" I giggled recalling a tiny, chubby Dongwook. 

Jungkook wore a neutral expression with a small smile. He gave me a side look chuckling to himself, "are you applying for a business manager?" 

Jungkook swerved the car, going full speed on the main road. He opened the windows letting the cool wind come through. It felt so heavenly. 

"Why would I need one?" 

"I'm seriously questioning how you'll start that business you've always wanted" he spoke with a hint of laughter. 

I glared at him crossing my arms, "What?"

He rolled his eyes wearing a smirk, "the wedding boutique you dummy, you need a business manager to sort out your career and your designing line" he said. 

Oh, that.

How did he know?

I think he saw my confused face, he smirked shaking his head. 

"You are the most clueless person ever, so time is golden, when will you do anything about that ambition?" He asked seeming interested in my answer.

Honestly, I am clueless. Being a fashion designer is not a stable job, it depends on the consumers, investment and the taxes for certain usage —let's not forget promotion. 

I mean, Jungkook's business is massive, it's literally an international market. It's pretty big and worth millions. If his business goes downfall it will affect all the employees, families and other linked business and I am sure it won't go down any time soon with his mother's line. 

He born with a golden spoon, however, me, I was born with nothing. 

"I'm not sure, I guess the thought itself is kinda stressing me out" I scratched my head rolling the windows down even more. I looked outside closing my eyes, as a cool breeze brushed past my hair. 

Jungkook didn't say anything, he kept driving down the main road. The night had a busy street, millions of lights kept the city alive, our destination was hours away. 

Seoul is a big city and somewhere in this city, I have a future to organize. 

"Jungkook, did you know that under brown eyes everyone has blue eyes? They start from brown, light brown, hazel, to green and then blue" 

Jungkook chuckled relaxing on the sit, he drove with one hand on the steering wheel, and the other adjusted the rear-view mirror. 

"Why is this so fascinating to you?" he asked. 

"It's just science" I answered simply. 

Jungkook entered a neighborhood going past a narrow street. Before I knew it, he stopped in front of my apartment. Redemption was hard on him, but he is getting there just by opening the door for me this second time again. 

I grinned holding his hand. 

He put his arms around me, he hugged me, fitting my whole body in his. 

"Is it also science, when you look at a person and your heart starts beating uncontrollably" he whispered, trailing his nose down against my cheek. 

 Is he being cheesy? But sure his cheesiness is rather, steamy and hot. I giggled softly putting my arms around his neck. 

"Then you may have a contagious illness starting with L"  

"I'm glad" he replied. 

He kept hugging me not letting me go, and I knew that he was not gonna let go any time soon. Sadly, I had to make the first move —but the second, he started whining like a little kid. 

"Jungkook the time is now 11 am, go home and sleep you have work tomorrow" I scolded opening the entrance door to my apartment. 

"No! I don't want to it's boring, I want to stay" he crossed his arms with a cute pout. I sighed giving him the look. 

God gracious, he needs a good hitting my slipper. 

"I'll do anything for you tomorrow, I promise, go home and rest —now Jungkook," I said sternly. 

He pouted as a small glare fixated upon me. He took a few stands until he stood before me, perfectly closing the gaps between us. He wore a smirk eyeing me in victory.

 He really is childish, now I won't be surprised if he still loves banana milk. 

"How about a kiss?" 

"What!" I mean it kinda is normal now —but, with the kisses, he gives me, I do not think it's a good idea. My heart is rather weak.

"Oh shut up. Ms little innocent, we all know how inappropriate you are" 

"I am n—"

I closed my eyes tightly, sensing Jungkook's head moving towards me. I swear I think he is going to kiss me. 

 I could feel his tingly breath on my lips, my heavy breath mingled with him as my heart raced nervously, I felt my hands sweating. 

And all over again, the whole pleasuring sensation, it's as if I am feeling it anew. 

Then I felt his lips lingering on my forehead for some time. 

A small part in me wanted the kiss on my lips. 

"Save the best for tomorrow" he smirked giving me a wink. 

And then he drove away leaving me standing. I actually thought he was going to kiss me. 

I slapped my mouth feeling a rush of redness filling my face. 

I walked inside getting into an elevator. 

"I am so stupid!" I yelled clicking every button of the elevator. 

Unfortunately, that resulted in the elevator going up and down, missing my floor. After some time, I reached my floor. 

When I opened the door to my apartment, I sniffed in the familiar scent of my room. I switched the light on going inside. It was the same as before, the same thing. 

My suitcase was there sound and safe, thank god Jungkook's bellhop made sure my suitcase is safe. I have a few documents in there. 

I turned around as my eyes widened, my heart stopped, my phone and keys dropped on the floor.

"Hello Mirae-sshi, nice to meet you" 

I didn't scream when I saw the old men. He smiled making his eyes wrinkle around.

I quickly, picked up my phone and keys glaring at the intruder. 

"How did you get in? Get out before I call the police!" I held my phone tightly, I had Jungkook on speed dial. I had no problem clicking to this guy's prison. 

He laughed darkly, shaking his head. The sound of his laughter made my heart race in fright. He was creepy, I felt my hands shaking. 

"Calm down child, why don't you sit down and listen to me first" he sat down gesturing with his arms to sit down too. He was smiling, but his tone was tight and serious. 

I sat down slowly, I was fully skeptical of the old guy in front of me. He was old, like very old. He weirdly wore a black blazer —literally dressed smartly, but I cannot tell if he is hiding a knife somewhere, even worse, a gun. 

"Let's make a pact, so I heard Jungkook was forceful with you before, he was cruel and an imbecile" he started off, how dare he calling my Jungkook that. 

I kept glaring at the guy, he chuckled talking some more, "you hate him, I know you do, if you have that ring around your finger we all know it's not by your own choice" he said looking at my ring. 

Did the expense and design lure his attention to it? I smirked playing with the ring. Will lying get me out of this? 

I'm sure I didn't do anything to get involved in this messy theft business. 

"He offered me money, a large sum. Our marriage will sell a good story to the public, the goal is to raise a lot of money from the new deal with the Chinese CEO" 

"Oh, that's an evil deed you are committing sweetheart, but every wish comes with a price, what's the price he is giving you, other than the money?" he asked, his tone strict, he wanted to know more. 

More than I can offer or even know.

I stood, glaring at the old man.

"It just seems like you are trying to pry into my business, please get out before I call the police" 

He laughed at my comment, he took a gun out gesturing me to sit down. I immediately obeyed gulping down nothing, my mouth dried. 

"I'll let you go, for now, little girl, you will insert this USB in his computer, the main source in his office, do you understand. I'm coming back soon, and if you tell a soul to anyone—" he chuckled, holding out his cold steel gun, "this bullet will go through your fucking brain" 

He- he has a gun. 

He left the USB walking to the door.

He turned around with a sickening smirk, "your family loves you, what will happen if you lose one of them —my men are everywhere sweetheart" and then he walked out. 

'sweetheart' doesn't feel the same as Jungkook calls me. This time, fear crawled in my heart so silently. The silent cry made itself home, it hurt me from inside. 

My legs were shaking, I collapsed feeling a tug in my heart. I was scared out of my guts. He was holding a gun, I coughed trying to breathe. 

My lung tightened. 

Tears started filling my eyes, everything was blurry. 

Oh no, I was having a panic attack. 

I coughed loudly, as a loud cry left my mouth. I felt the salty tears in my mouth, I felt the metallic taste in my tongue. 

He was holding a gun. The gun promised to blow the shit out of me. My family. 

The fear sits on me like a pillow over my mouth and nose. Enough air gets by it, allowing my body to keep functioning, but it's crippling all the same. 

My mind searches for a way out of pain and fear. I am scared, justifiably so, yet it is I that am told to amend my ways.

Pathetic I am, but seeing a gun for the first time. 

And the weapon being promised to kill your family. 

I took a hold of the USB looking at it thoroughly. 


So all I have to do is insert this in his computer, right?


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